Drowning.
The logic of it,
its tranquility.
Sent to look
in the mirror
when
there’s no one there
To acknowledge
the water,
the water’s depth
to see it,
to die
from here to go-dhuli
our words tear paths as if we are oracles our touch musters courage as though there's no law for it mosquitoes now follow us home kno...
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